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“Oh, I plan to. In a minute. I’m memorizing you.”

She narrows her eyes but doesn’t move to cover up. I fucking love how confident she is in her body. As if every curve wasn’t already sexy as hell, the confidence only amps up the hotness level by about a hundred.

“Are you done yet?”

“No.” I pull one foot up and kiss the ball, just under her big toe. She smells like my soap, and it does things to me. “I like your feet.”

“I’m super relieved that you talked me into that shower and that it’s a clean foot,” she says, and then gasps when I plant my teeth on her toe. “That hurts and tickles at the same time. How is that possible?”

I just grin and leave wet kisses up her arch to her heel. And when I start to work my way up the inside of her leg, she sighs and begins to shift again, as if she just can’t sit still while my mouth is on her.

And that’s just fine by me.

Her inner thighs are just as soft as her breasts and just as sensitive. When I lick that crease, right next to her glistening pussy, she just about comes right off my sofa.

“I’m not even at the promised land yet.”

Her hands reach out, and she fists them in my hair. “Oh, you’re there. You’re right there.”

Since waiting would just be mean, I lap her up, from her pussy to her clit, and Sophie moans, then mutters, “Ah, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

“That’s right.” Her lips are already swollen and slick, just begging for me to pull them into my mouth and gently pulse around them. She arches her back, and I know she’s already so close to coming, and I’m not about to stop her.

I slide my tongue up to her clit and push a finger inside her, just as she falls over that glorious cliff, and her muscles convulse around me.

Jesus, I’ve never wanted to be inside someone as badly as I do right this minute. My cock is rock-hard, with a heartbeat of its own, but it’s going to have to wait just a few more minutes.

Because I’m not finished with this yet.

“Ike.”

She’s chanting my name, either in a plea or a prayer, I’m not sure, but it’s music to my ears. So when I add a second finger inside of her and lick my way up to her breasts, then pull a nipple into my mouth, she cries out. Her hands are fisted, one in my hair and one in my couch, and every muscle in her perfect body is engaged.

“Ike,” she says and swallows hard. “Ike. Need you inside me.”

“Go over once more first.”

She thrashes her head from side to side. “Inside me, Ike. Now, damn it.”

I press my lips against her ear. “Come, baby. Give me one more.”

With a choked sob, I feel her tighten again as another orgasm moves through her. When her body calms, I pick her up and carry her up the stairs to my bedroom.

“Am I floating?” she asks, and I grin.

“We’re headed to the bedroom because that’s where the condoms are. But trust me, I’ll be stashing them all over my fucking house from now on.”

“Good plan.”

I gently set her on the bed, yank out the box of condoms from the nightstand, pull out a few, and toss them onto the bed before quickly discarding my jeans.

But when I join her, before I can slide right inside of her, she boosts herself up onto her knees and pushes me down onto my back, gripping my cock.

“My turn.”

The pleased grin on that stunning face is at once alluring and terrifying.

“Be gentle.”

She laughs, and then I’m thrown right into the lake of fire. Because I’m 100 percent certain that I’m headed to hell, thanks to the thoughts running through my mind right now.

Her mouth is hot and just the perfect size to sink down over me, then firms as she pulls up.

I do not want to come in her mouth. Not this time, at least. So, when I just can’t take it anymore, I take her shoulders in my hands and pull her off of me.

“Not coming in your pretty little mouth,” I say as she scowls up at me. “Not this time.”

And to my utter surprise and joy, she doesn’t immediately lie down on her back.

No, my girl gets on all fours and shows me her glorious ass.

I’m in love.

I quickly protect us both, and with a light swat on one perfect cheek, I slide inside of her, and we both groan in ecstasy.

“Ah, shit,” I moan. With both hands on her hips, I start to move, and Sophie leans into the bed, the covers fisted in her hands, as she pushes back on me in a perfect rhythm. It grows faster, harder, and I have to press one hand over the small of her back as I watch myself slide in and out as that little piece of skin moves in and out with me, and I know that I won’t last much longer.

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